Anahí (Leyenda de La Flor Del Ceibo)

Anahí
The heartfelt harps sob arpeggios
That are for you;
Anahí
Your chords remind of the immense bravery
Of the Tupi race;
Anahí
Wildflower of the gentle voice
Like water;
Anahí, Anahí
Your figure in the field stands out among the flowers
For the ruby color.

Defending proudly
Your brave tribe, you were a prisoner
Sentenced to death,
Already your body was wrapped in the fire;
And while the flames were burning you
You turned into such a beautiful flower.
Your enemies fled from there!
The birds stayed singing the miracle
Of Anahí's flower.

Anahí, Anahí, Anahí...